Pop Sonnet #2530

All of the sudden I can feel
The very make of solemn
The corner to be the reveal
When wind takes the golem

From the caste beyond the sea
Where there are heretics plenty
And if you just follow the tree
There will be about twenty

Early morning rising to the smoke
Feeling like I am getting after
All around the bloke
That hid the second rafter

From a tenth of a burden wins
And I will know by then your sins

Pop Sonnet #2531

Every little bit counts even one
That reads is gaining on
The very taken dilemma stun
For the pleasure gone

That carries on a stunning fold
About an illusory wave
That came about hypnotic told
The rest of us in the cave

When severed ties demand a length
An octopus will swim to the shore
Unless there is abiding strength
And anything else we can ignore

To certify the intervention
Thought it was just you that I would mention

Pop Sonnet #2532

Going slow as ever always
Down that bottomless pit
Where there the word stays
Completely out of it

That puts together open face
The liking in the certain proof
The cumbersome adjusted lace
Never went in for the goof

That made mistakes left and right
Stealing back the courage more
To contemplate the feeling right
And look upon the reservoir

Still wondering why she is gone
But then there is nothing on

Pop Sonnet #2533

Last night couldn't stay awake
For the silent marathon
That played on the sake
Of what has now been dawn

That certain type of action sank
Among the verifiable crowd
And I got stopped for the bank
To see what was allowed

I still hear the professing tongue
Of what can make us big
That coughed up a freaking lung
And stole back for the gig

And every once in awhile see a warning
About how it is so early in the morning

Pop Sonnet #2534

There is a familiar feeling here
Of things I need to do
Before I can get in gear
And separate what grew

Into spaceships that cross the horizon
Filled with speed and energy
Never stopping until all is sizing
For the grain of the range free

All there when the landing gear
Comes down to stop upon a place
That is designated for coming near
To the next purpose of a case

And save and play a later game
That would work out just the same

Pop Sonnet #2535

Catch the wind on turbo sank
Around the dreary bog
Of what can now be tank
Along with feeling the dog

That bit you was it his hair
Drink so much you never care
And if you could be aware
Of libations in the air

When all eternity finds bread
And you will seek a golden thread
To make up reasons why the bed
Is enough to cream the path of stead

That guided us beyond the light
And was a beacon in the night

Pop Sonnet #2536

Getting better at the feeling of a past
That I can retrace through visions old
That sink in and somehow last
The night we grew ever so bold

There is a captive heart that blinds
All the days when things are ending
And if you could see through the kinds
That were ever so much sending

The warning blew beyond the batch
And circumvented strength and age
The one thing that will have a catch
Is the same one that does rage

In an inferno blinding tunnel
All around the oil funnel

Pop Sonnet #2537

I can end with any rhyme of choice
That comes daily in the usual spread
That winds up sacrificial voice
And wonders if there is some dead

Man in my wake of hustle mores
That symmetry can focus prove
The secondary types of stores
Will always know when to move

Along with shears and grapes of wrath
The only moment misery has left
Will designate the proper math
Taken for a simple cleft

That made a dimple on her chin
I don't know where to begin

Pop Sonnet #2538

It has been said we'd never reach
The bottom of this stack
Feeling up the whole bleach
With things you can get back

And echoes of a perfect love
That sheered off in the fade
When love was bringing above
The stolen lemonade

That would have cost fifty cents
Never know when it was warm
Because now the winter takes the dents
And flies them to the storm

Where things are flying in a circle fair
Not to keep my memory bare

Pop Sonnet #2539

So I break another minute flies
And there are constant eyes
That mitigate tries
And count on the surprise

Of filaments that prosper from
You would have to come
And standing next to the bum
That only writes for some

To fly into shoulder rest doubt
Could you figure it out
Make sense of courage when clout
Will assure your ring bout

That titled up beyond belief
Premature action oh good grief